We're going to the zoo, zoo, zoo... you can come too, too, too...

After nearly 12 hours staight in my tiny, windowless cell, I awake and head down for breakfast with was so kindly included.

Super... toast, juice, and tea... mmm... filling.

Disgruntled, I get my gear and take off for the zoo via MRT and bus.

I was the only foreing-looking person on the MRT or bus... hmm. I get to the zoo with a stress-free excursion and roughly 200 other people are unloading themselves from tour buses.. Nice one!

**Note fellow travellers: take your boarding pass if you flew Singapore Airlines.. you get a discount or something.

As many of you would already know, Singapore Zoo is reputedly one of the finest on offer. It's basically the only thing I remember from my first trip to Singapore – a 1994 family holiday.

It's still just as magical, and I only hope my photos can do it justice. I only brought a compact and not the SLR since I didn't really intend on doing much sight-seeing per se on this trip.

I won't even begin to outline the exhibits – just go! Only downside was that a lot of the exhibits were undergoing maintenance.

Oh, and I love Mandrills, but didn't take a photo because he was being a horny little boy. He wouldn't leave the female alone and felt that he wanted a morning quickie whilst I was there... hmm.

Come afternoon, I mounted the bus back to town. Wandered around Orchard Road, back to Chinatown for a wee rest and lunch. Then out to get a backup card for the camera.

Also went to a certain tattoo studio for ideas on my other arm – since I have an urge that needs filling.

I gave them some suggestions and he freehanded on me a pen design. All good, price good... Mirror and a closer look.

Ok... “what is that?” I say, pointing at some characters embedded in the design. He played dumb and I held up his business card with his name on, telling him I don't do signatures. He laughed a little sheepishly, I told him where he could walk to and left. Just imagine how many people are out there with signed tatts... Fkn unprofessional.

So slightly pissed off, I head off to check my mail and calm down – see how the plans with Winnie and Jo are going for tomorrow night – can't wait! :)

With some things worked out, I head off for some people-watching and grab a bite to eat.

How sad is this? I'm in Seoul on Sunday, but for dinner I have bibimbap... oops.

**Note to self: Tiger Beer is bad.